For the next few days, things changed.
Not in the way Cassie had hoped they would after that quiet moment with Luke. Not after his hand held hers, not after his voice softened enough to almost let her believe something between them was real.
No. Instead, Luke went cold.
He no longer asked if she slept well in the mornings. He no longer waited to have breakfast with her in the penthouse kitchen. He no longer looked at her the way he did that day in front of the elevator.
His presence became colder, his voice distant. And the worst part?
Cassie didn’t know why.
She replayed every moment between them, searching for something she might have said wrong. Something she did. Something that made him shut down the fragile thread of closeness they were beginning to share.
He had always been di
